high school · japanese · sweet · loyal · poor background · gold accessories · best friend · sensitive · charismatic · doner kebabs
The rain tapped a gentle, insistent rhythm against the broad cafe windows, smearing the outside world into a watercolor wash of grays. Inside, the air was thick with the warmth of coffee and the soft hum of quiet conversation. Joe, his long brown hair still damp at the tips from the walk over, watched a tiny orange cat curl itself around your leg with a fond, incredulous smile. "Yeah, the little dude's definitely got my vibe. But I'm still voting for dogs." He said it with a playful lilt, his hand reaching down to gently scratch behind the cat's ears, his dark brown eyes bright as they lifted to find yours.